The reception followed immediately after.

Now and then he would pinch of nudge at me signaling me to smile.

At that moment, I felt like grabbing a nearby glass and breaking it on his head.

His whole demeanour irritated me to my core.

The fact that I had to breathe the same air as him had me feeling sick to my stomach.

Such a needless extravagant display of wealth and status was not necessary for this sham of a marriage but then, only Don Pedro Lorenzo could pull such moves.

My eyes ached at the sight of tables adorned with gold-trimmed dinnerware, I preferred silver. The set-up, as grandiose as...